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SMALL ROCKS, "CARBONDATING"
Once someone said something like, "Talking about music is like dancingabout architecture." It was a snappy quote that has been oft repeatedbut not by Matt Wand. Over in Salford, which for those who don't knowis north of Manchester city centre, there are churches that have beenknown to make people break out in spontaneous jigging. These churchesare made from bricks which were fashioned from small rocks. These arenot the same Small Rocks that can be found in electronic beat jugglingformations of silly nihil-reggae on this disc.
Hopefully this clears upany confusion that may have arisen and the good people in the North ofEngland can carry on happily waltzing inspired by ominous spires,belching smokestacks and crumbling blocks of flats.
Matt Wand has clambered from the smouldering wreckage of Stock, Hausenand Walkman with most of his organs intact and a goldmine of shinypebbles to send dancers into convulsions as they try to shake theircoprolites to clodhopping broken breakbeat celebrations of the Martianhousing crisis and minerals with no cleavage. More compact and harderedged than later Walkman works, Small Rocks only reproduce with theprior permission of Dicky, who likes to keep his loungecore moves alittle tricky. If there's comparisons to Stock, Hausen and Walkman tobe made then they ought to be to the 'Venetian Deer,' although thisseems less plunderphonic and all the fiddling about with Gameboys hascertainly made an impact as there's fictional hotwired video gameanthems lurking round every corner. The Small Rocks were rubbedtogether to spark up zany hellfire in Dicky's Skull and offer up thanksto such entities as the Pyramidiots and the Inarticulate Brachiopod.Like some old Carry On Computer film, there seems to be lots of sillydouble entendre intended in the name Small Rocks. It's a joke thatwould've worn a bit thin if it had spurted all over the music, butsince a track from this was included on a Wire Tapper CD and the Wiredeals with only serious music it must mean that this is a seriousshuffle. There is plenty of scope for 'rocking on' here and the optionof getting one's 'rocks off' is not precluded. A Japanese lady pops inover halfway through to sing a warped showtune about a Japanese littledevil, and the final ode to Martian cities has some vocoder irritantrobovox, but mostly the Small Rocks go for a compact instrumental ride.As if the manic cut up comedy sci-fi beat action wasn't enough, thedaft sleeve featuring a bemused convict clutching a small rock is worthhaving this for! Be well advised that if you just download the soundsamples and don't buy this you will be missing out on the free handyruler for measuring your small rocks! -
Hopefully this clears upany confusion that may have arisen and the good people in the North ofEngland can carry on happily waltzing inspired by ominous spires,belching smokestacks and crumbling blocks of flats.Matt Wand has clambered from the smouldering wreckage of Stock, Hausenand Walkman with most of his organs intact and a goldmine of shinypebbles to send dancers into convulsions as they try to shake theircoprolites to clodhopping broken breakbeat celebrations of the Martianhousing crisis and minerals with no cleavage. More compact and harderedged than later Walkman works, Small Rocks only reproduce with theprior permission of Dicky, who likes to keep his loungecore moves alittle tricky. If there's comparisons to Stock, Hausen and Walkman tobe made then they ought to be to the 'Venetian Deer,' although thisseems less plunderphonic and all the fiddling about with Gameboys hascertainly made an impact as there's fictional hotwired video gameanthems lurking round every corner. The Small Rocks were rubbedtogether to spark up zany hellfire in Dicky's Skull and offer up thanksto such entities as the Pyramidiots and the Inarticulate Brachiopod.Like some old Carry On Computer film, there seems to be lots of sillydouble entendre intended in the name Small Rocks. It's a joke thatwould've worn a bit thin if it had spurted all over the music, butsince a track from this was included on a Wire Tapper CD and the Wiredeals with only serious music it must mean that this is a seriousshuffle. There is plenty of scope for 'rocking on' here and the optionof getting one's 'rocks off' is not precluded. A Japanese lady pops inover halfway through to sing a warped showtune about a Japanese littledevil, and the final ode to Martian cities has some vocoder irritantrobovox, but mostly the Small Rocks go for a compact instrumental ride.As if the manic cut up comedy sci-fi beat action wasn't enough, thedaft sleeve featuring a bemused convict clutching a small rock is worthhaving this for! Be well advised that if you just download the soundsamples and don't buy this you will be missing out on the free handyruler for measuring your small rocks! -
